Dead love in my hands (Troy Otto story/ Fear the walking dead/ ftwd)

I'm asking you to leave

"Troy, he was my husband. But that's no longer the case. Yes, this is a difficult situation. And yes, I'm glad that Aron is alive, but I don't love him anymore. I love you. And I'm not leaving you. You're mine, and I'm yours."

"Dell," he put his face close to mine, "I'm so afraid of losing you. But I have to tell you: It's because of me that Dean left."

"What?!"

"I came at night and threatened him. I wanted the best. Sorry."

"So you were there for a reason? Obviously," I raised an eyebrow, "I should have guessed it myself. Is Dean even alive? Is he really gone? Did you let him go?"

"Yes. Forgive me! I know I'm an asshole! But I do not know how not to lose you. I don't have anyone else! You're my family! That's why I try not to let you go a meter. Just the thought of you not being here drives me to psychosis!"

"Troy, I'm not leaving you anymore. Be sure of me. And stop controlling me. You have to trust me."

"I will try my best. I promise."

"And what will happen to Aron?"

Otto sighed and shook his head.

"Nothing, let him stay here. I hate him, but I won't kick him out. He used to be your close person. He's going to be fine. But you don't have to talk to him anymore."

"Troy, I'm going to communicate with him one way or another, you know that yourself. But I promise that everything is over between us, he is the past."

"Della, take charge of the situation! Imagine that it would be my ex-wife or girlfriend, how would you feel?"

I thought about it.

"I would have killed her myself."

"So this is carte blanche?" Otto grinned, still sobbing.

I frowned. Troy noticed it:

"I'm just joking, honestly," he raised his hands in the air, "but I can't take it easy that you will be next to him."

"Then what should I do? You do realize that it will be impossible for me not to even talk to him, right?"

"Let's leave the ranch," Troy suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"Let's just leave. To that house. And we will come here sometimes, check if everything is in order, take supplies?"

"Without you, the ranch will go to hell again... And I just found a family... I'm not ready."

"I'm begging you, Dell. Let's go. This is the best solution. This is what is needed."

"Troy, let's be reasonable. It's stupid to run away from a place where you grew up, where you're a leader, where people respect you and listen to you, and why should we run away? Because of Aron? You don't have to leave your camp. And I will support you in everything, but not that you will give up because of him. Yes, he was a part of my life, I loved him, but now everything is different. I'm with you now. I'm grateful that I have you."

I hugged him tightly. He pressed his head against my neck.

"You're right. I'll make a real oasis out of this place."

"I'll help you, Troy."

We hugged each other tighter.

"Dell, let's have a baby?"

"You're talking about it again!", - I rolled my eyes.

"I will need an heir.

"Troy... Well, we discussed it..."

"I just want the whole world to see how much I loved you after my death. I have nothing more precious than you. I'm ready to do anything for you, you know."

"Troy, I don't want to. I said I didn't want to."

"Just think, okay? I'm not forcing you to do this today or tomorrow. But I will prove to you that you can rely on me. You will be happy here, I will do everything for that. The world didn't collapse, it just reborn."

"Let's put this topic aside for now."

"Of course. Now I don't even deserve to discuss it, I understand."

Our eyes met, and after a couple of moments the same thing happened to our lips.

"I think you wanted to take a shower?" I grinned, interrupting our kiss.

Troy smiled back and picked me up in his arms. Soon we were under the jets of warm water, which flowed down our bodies, washing away the fatigue of the past day.